are we officially in the future?

Well, well, well.

Happy 2011, everyone! 20-11. Twenty. Eleven. Can you believe it? Remember when people thought 1984 was scary (including my sister who read it in 1998)? Craziness. We are officially in the future. I wish we were all wearing matching silver onesies like in the movies, but unfortunately we're not.

I hope everyone had a very, merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year's Eve.

I will say that I am pretty sad to see 2010 aka "the year of weddings" end. Not only did I get to see many of my closest friends marry their best friends, but I just had a great year all around. I ran my first half marathon. I got to enjoy the rest of my golden year. And not to mention the travels galore...3rd annual rafting trip, Nola, Biltmore, Holiday World, San Diego (which I still need to update you on), the beach and lake and I could go on and on...but I'll save you for now.

AND even though most of my weekends during football season were booked, I still got to enjoy the best Auburn football season since 2004 (which I will continue to enjoy in a week in...Arizona!).

I can also say that at the end of this year I did a little soul searching, and I've discovered a lot about myself that was holed up. Maybe it was the dreaded quarter-life birthday that finally got me thinking although being the mathematically minded person that I am...I am less than convinced on 25 being the quarter-life birthday since most of us won't live to 100. Truth hurts.

I was actually thinking that since I did so well with myself that I should probably pursue a doctorate in Psychiatry, but then I realized I couldn't make it through a million more years of school.

Wow...tangent. Maybe I should put work on attention span on my resolutions list. Oh wait...I don't have a list yet. With that being said I guess I'll go with three resolutions (completely spur of the moment) that I have for the year...

1.  Find a church that fits
2.  Run my first marathon  
3.  Volunteer more

These are all pretty big goals for me, but you know what? I think 2011 is the year for me.

Number one is a must. Last year was a crazy weekend travel year for me, and I really want to get settled in to church that I love.

Number two...I'll be training with the lovely Miss (soon to be Mrs!) Amy Williford (soon to be Sloop!), and just like she helped me through the half marathon training last year, I know we'll be able to get through this training together, too. Must prove the doubters wrong.

And last but certainly not least...I already have a wonderfully/amazingly/tremendously awesome volunteer opportunity set up in Utah for when I head out to Arizona (more to come on that) that I could not be more excited about so I'm starting that resolution as of right now. Woot!

Hey guys...it's going to be a GREAT year.

soup season

Well guys. It's that tights wearing, soup making, hot chocolate drinking, carol singing, fire warming time of the year.

Now I'm a pretty big chowder person. Don't get me wrong, I like my thin soups, but there is just something about a creamy soup that makes me melt. One particular lobster bisque I had in San Diego may have been in the top ten of best things I've ever eaten. However, that creamy deliciousness normally comes with a price to pay...it's not the best thing for you.

Not so fast my friend (thanks, Corso).

I've found a soup that is chowder-esque and healthy. This soup has been a staple for me during the past couple of winters, and I'm actually whipping it up as we speak.

It's Ellie Krieger's Corn and Vegetable Soup and it, my dear friends, is amazing. Check it out here.

It's so easy to make, and I substitute the red peppers with orange just to add another color to the mix. Enjoy!

phlog: sec championship

So I actually wrote some things for this post, but they magically disappeared. Imagine that.

View from our seats...not too shabby.

Sir Charles. Four (okay...maybe five) rows in front of us.

Heisman Finalist Winner

Me trying to get on the big screen for fans of the game, but the broseph's AT&T 

coverage wasn't allowing it. Then again my Verizon wasn't doing too well either. 

Georgia Dome = Black Hole

a few of my not so favorite things...

Okay. Maybe just one...


Now I'm not one to normally judge hair because lets be honest...I'm not known for having my hair perfect all the time or any time for that matter. However, I also don't have my own personal stylist, and I'm not on tv everyday. I mean come on. That is a styled mullet. And as my then 4 year old nephew said one Christmas Eve while hiding under my parents bed..."I just can't take this anymore."

Lady. Fire. Your. Hair. Stylist. PLEASE. KThanksBye.